As the last of his spasms faded, I instinctively clenched with my vaginal muscles, locking him in my womb. I didn't want him to withdraw that monster ...from my addicted body! For me, it was always this way; I never wanted to let a lover leave me after his orgasm, even though I knew it was inevitable.Tony grunted, pressing against me, pressing his head against mine."Myra, relax. Let me out of your pussy." NO! I don't want you to ever leave my body!" I responded."You have to, we need to get back to. It took a while for me to find the words.“No - or yes, maybe in the beginning, at college. But there has not been anyone between you, and my ex-fiancée.”“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hurt you.”I could feel her little hand searching mine, and when I turned to look at her again I could only see sincerity in her gaze. I hoped that my smile didn’t look as forced as it felt on my face.“No, you didn’t really hurt me. That’s history, and what really matters is the future.”I guess I succeeded in my act,. When I opened the door, there were two very rough looking men there. One was medium height, and seemed to have the presence of a “man in charge”; the other was a bigger, stoic man, who appeared to be a protector of some sort. I got the immediate impression that he was the shorter man’s “muscle”. Well, as you’re about the find out, my instincts turned out to be right.The ‘boss’ said he wanted to speak with my husband, so I turned to the back of the house and called to him, “Bob, there’s. I tilted her head back and kissed her lips softly - our first kiss. She acted like she wanted to rest after finishing a race. I slowly massaged her firm, strong back, able to resist the temptation of feeling her up.Finally, she stood up to find a wash cloth, giving me a clear view of her dark but thin pubic hair, with the careful consistency of a teenager’s. So young and so lovely. Her breasts were too small to be affected yet by gravity, sort of pre-perky. I hope she's legal!Give me your.